Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Xie Ziyou barely stopped, and the scene of almost pounced on Wu Cong made him feel aggrieved by eating a fly. He held the door frame with one hand, his beautiful peach blossom eyes rolled down instantly, and he took a half step back sleepily.

He said bluntly, "What are you doing here?"

"Wu Cong" didn't answer, his eyes stared straight at Xie Ziyou, his strange eyes circled around the young man unscrupulously, lingering for a long time on the ice-blue essence of profound energy faintly lingering around him, his eyes gradually darkened.

The young man licked the corner of his mouth covetously, showing a silly smile.

"Don't be scared, I'm just here to get what's mine," he said.

——like a farmer holding a butcher's knife in his hand, looking down at the fat pigs that have been raised for a year in the pen, showing a gratified and ferocious smile.

Seeing that smile made Xie Ziyou's scalp tingle, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his arms.

Only then did he discover that the young man's back was slightly hunched, his eyes were slightly cloudy, his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of incongruity, and his voice was very stiff, mixed with heavy panting, like a dumb man who hadn't spoken for many years, unable to speak for a while. Take control of your tongue.

A bad feeling lingered in Xie Ziyou's mind.

He took half a step back in a panic, just about to run away——

"Wu Cong" moved even faster, as fast as lightning, Xie Ziyou's eyes flashed, only half of the afterimage was captured, and that person stood in front of him in an instant!

Cheeks were almost touching, and the greedy eyes of "Wu Cong" appeared in front of him. Xie Ziyou suddenly felt pain in his wrist. He hurriedly lowered his head and glanced at it, and saw three skinny and slender sticks with sharp ends like blades clasped on his wrist. finger.

Like a falcon.

"Let go - what are you doing!"

Xie Ziyou turned pale with shock, the faint blue profound energy shook in the wind, and instantly turned into a whip as long and slender as a willow.

Ice ridges appeared in the wind, hundreds of them in number, and they were arrayed behind Xie Ziyou. The moment they appeared, they quickly turned halfway around the bend, and the transparent and sharp tips were aligned with "Wu Cong", forming a side full of sharp edges. barbed wall.

As long as the master gives an order, it can shoot out rapidly, smashing the enemy into a sieve.

The cold snap came, and the bright sunshine fell on the head, but the front of the small courtyard suddenly fell into midwinter, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the water almost turned into ice.

But the mighty wall of ice edges only lasted for a few seconds.

A sharp pain suddenly exploded in Xie Ziyou's heart. It seemed that some fine object brutally tore the heart valve, and it swam along the blood vessel like a leech. On top of the ice blue profound core!

It was like a hole was torn under the leather bag, a huge amount of profound energy leaked out instantly, and was wrapped in all the gray energy and swallowed straight into the stomach.

Gaining nourishment, the color of the gray gas became more and more intense, like a layer of thin paper quietly spread out, wrapping the mysterious core layer by layer, pulling out the thin ink-colored vines that were as thick as branches, and quickly rushed towards the boy's wrist.

The crystal clear core, which was formed like thousands of feet of ice, gradually dimmed, and all the rays of light dissipated. Xie Ziyou felt the rapid flow of energy from his whole body in horror, and the sense of profound energy was cut off. After a few seconds, his dantian was empty!

Before the blue long whip hit "Wu Cong" in the face, it was powerless to fall down.

The ice edges in the air lost the support of their profound strength, and fell heavily one by one, breaking into fine pieces of ice balls on the stone steps, which were enveloped by the slightly drunken sunlight, and quickly melted into soft water stains.

Damn!

The person in front of him couldn't be Wu Cong!

Xie Ziyou was filled with grief and indignation—a girl who retired from marriage is not enough to support a patriarchal fantasy, and there must be a more vicious villain behind the scenes in this story.

It's not that he didn't think about it, but the joy of love overwhelmed everything for a while, and, in Xie Ziyou's habitual impression, the villain behind the scenes would not appear at such an early time point.

Guan Heng is only at the fifth level, how could the plot arrange for him such a strong villain who can't even stand up to face to face?

No, thinking about it this way, maybe it has something to do with him ending the villain's mission early. The inertia of the world disrupts the follow-up plot and greatly speeds up the rhythm in order to be logically self-consistent.

Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth.

The suddenly paralyzed body was like a rootless weed, swaying and falling to the ground, the young man tried his best to overcome the drowsiness that hit him like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and tried to struggle with his consciousness——

He subconsciously shouted in his mind: "System!"

But the call went nowhere.

Xie Ziyou suddenly realized that System 011 had left for the time being, the system space was closed, and he was penniless, unable to exchange even the cheapest system creations.

The world was spinning, and the dizziness was overwhelming, crushing the bones of the limbs.

Sudden loss of cultivation, unable to support it with profound strength, as if falling from a fairy body to a mortal body in an instant, the simple flesh and blood structure is now as if it is a weight.

Xie Ziyou fell to the ground weakly, and desperately opened his eyes wide, but his vision was still blurred, and the lines of the sky and the earth blurred quietly, turning into a ball of ink painting drenched in water.

Before falling into a coma, he heard a relieved sigh, and a greedy, inarticulate murmur that was blunt.

"It's delicious."

……

The "girl" with a cold appearance collapsed limply on the ground. The white skirt lost the protection of profound energy and was gradually stained with floating dust. Melted ice crystals permeated a long sleeve of the brocade dress and turned into a nearly transparent texture, tightly wrapped around the round and thin body. On the forearm, you can almost feel the delicate and soft skin under the thin sleeves.

The frontal ice spirit flower lost its profound strength, and at the same time withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The crystal-clear petals quickly withered, curled up into soft and helpless little balls, and fell with the wind.

The long black hair like sandalwood was messy and spread out like silk and satin. Under the sun, it was covered with a layer of pale gold, and shimmered like a stream.

The youth standing aside was shrouded in black air and dense fog.His face was blurred, only an evil low smile faintly came out from the black air.

A faint shadow quietly appeared behind him - it was a huge black orchid, with slender leaves stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, with slender branches and rhizomes protruding from the leaves, the rhizomes bowed down to the ground, like black snakes Winding and dancing, the branches are tall, probing into the blue sky.

The branches slowly condense huge bones, thick gray, and a strange pattern like a human face faintly appears on the calyx, just like a wicked child laughing.

"What pure power..."

"Not bad, not bad. I have scored another point in my control over Devour."

The young man laughed in a hoarse voice, and his laughter gradually rose.

At the same time, the phantom behind him became more and more solid, and the rhizome changed from lying on the ground to a high-spirited posture, like a snake's head high, hissing and spitting out its core, ready to go.

Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps at the corner of the street.

The original owner, Xiannv Xie, likes to be quiet, and the location of the courtyard is relatively remote, but the place with strong mysterious energy must be the core area of ​​the Central College, and many people come and go on weekdays.

A student passing by noticed something abnormal here and reported it to the Dharma Hall. When the young man closed his eyes and realized it, the well-trained law enforcers had already received the news, and they were furious and rushing in a group.

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and thunder-like roars sounded in the air.

"Who is sneaky and dares to hurt someone in the Central Academy!"

The person who came was responsible for maintaining the order of the academy, so he was naturally a master among the masters, with sharp profound strength, turned into an arrow, glowing with sharp edge, piercing through the air!

"Wu Cong" slowly raised his head.

The young man's handsome face was already distorted, his dark pupils were as dark as an abyss, and amidst the black air, he looked at the person coming, showing a greedy and evil smile, sticking out the tip of his tongue, and slowly licked his bright red lips.

A phantom flashed behind him!

Dozens of rhizomes pierced through the void like lightning, aimed precisely at everyone in front of them, and wrapped around their necks with lightning speed. The sharp ends glowed with cold light, and quickly cut a bloody mouth on the back of the neck.

The gray line that had been hidden for many years was stimulated and suddenly woke up.

The gray air spread on everyone's cheeks, and the law enforcement team fell from midair like dumplings, and fell heavily to the ground with screams.

If there is any substance in the profound power, it is sucked out along the black stems and leaves, and put all of it into the huge phantom behind the young man.

The phantom became more and more solid at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ostentatious rhizome seemed to have substance, and the bones at the ends of the long branches that were picked up quietly bloomed, and the large butterfly-like petals fluttered in the wind. Over to a dismal gray.

There are pale blanks on the black petals, and a few vague arcs, pieced together a strange human face pattern, silently laughing.

It is like withdrawing from the mature Phalaenopsis behind the hillside.

After all the layers of petals are unfolded, a fine stamen emerges in the center of the phantom, and the tiny stamen trembles like a wriggling mouthpart. It sucks in vigorously and spits out suddenly——

Sprays out large flecks of light gray fine dots.

The powder particles are as small as dust, and large pieces of particles gather together and are lifted by the breeze, turning into a cloud of smoke and dust, which is as dark as a cloud. Towards the intersection ahead, a large number of stunned students spread rapidly.

It only took a moment for the phantom Phalaenopsis to bloom, and the student who was watching the "Fa Tang Catch People" drama had no time to react, and was blown head-on by the dust, and immediately covered his face and cried out in pain, falling to the ground.

Thin gray lines emerged from the countless crowds, gently brushed against their horrified and helpless cheeks, and merged into a meandering stream, converging towards the youth at the end of the path.

...and turned into an even bigger cloud of gray smoke, spreading into the distance.

Clouds covered the sky, and the Central Academy was wailing for a moment, but the wailing soon dissipated, turning into a deathly tranquility.

The students who suddenly lost their profound strength and were completely unable to adapt to the physical state of ordinary people all collapsed to the ground, and it was extremely difficult to even move their fingers. The formerly flexible and free limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and they could not mobilize any nerves.

However, in the dead silence, there was a weak, unbelievable exclamation suddenly.

Wu Zhengying collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the end of the gray smoke, the instigator of everything: "Brother Cong, Brother Cong?"

The outline of the young man's figure, especially the back view, has already been deeply engraved in the young man's heart, even though it is covered by black smoke, it can't hide it at all.

……

Halfway up the back mountain, stepping on the green grass, Guan Heng was holding a fat pale golden carp, and looked up at the cloudy clouds not far away, his brows were gradually furrowed, his expression serious.

The fish was also nimble, with a flick of its wet long tail, it slapped the dazed Guan Heng's cheek with a "snap", its fat but free body leaped up into the air and jumped back into the water.

With a "plop", the heavy object fell into the water, splashing water all over the boy.

Guan Heng wiped his face vigorously to wipe off the water droplets - but he didn't care about the escaped fish.

That direction, directly below the smoke and cloud...

It is the courtyard of Youyou!